Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself.

Seeing the fight between the two sides getting more intense.

It's about to spread here.

At the bottom of the stairs, several armored soldiers suddenly rushed up.

After these soldiers came up, they immediately put an end to the farce.

Forcefully separate the people on both sides.

Fortunately, although people on both sides were wielding swords and guns, there was no bloodshed.

Although tables and chairs were smashed, no one was injured.

Wu Gong whispered to Huang Rong: "Godmother, these people are all Manchus."

Huang Rong nodded slightly while squinting her eyes and looking at the soldiers coming up from below.

"No, there's something wrong."

Extinction also sensed something was wrong.

These soldiers have a very strong evil spirit on their bodies.

This also means that every one of them has human life on their hands.

Although it is very normal for soldiers to have evil spirits on their hands.

But the evil spirit in these people is almost as strong as a knot.

"What's the problem? Are these soldiers?" Wu Gong didn't notice anything unusual.

After all, in his opinion, what happened in front of him was completely normal.

Even though these soldiers came a little too fast, doesn't this also show that Fuzhou's public security is good?

The soldiers in front were talking.

The soldier behind suddenly looked at the young man.

Then they nodded to each other.

One by one, they immediately pulled out the sharp knives at their waists and rushed towards the young man.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere. Although the guards around the young man immediately stepped forward to stop him, these soldiers were obviously well prepared.

Between the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword.

One piece has fallen down.

The young man was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before, and his face was extremely pale. He pulled out a sharp knife inlaid with seven gems from his waist, and then fled behind him in embarrassment, shouting as he ran: "Mom!" Bazi, save me, you idiots, save me!"

He was a clever man and was not frightened to death.

But know how to escape.

The two men and one woman standing on the other side hid aside under the escort of the guards.

The soldiers seemed to have no idea about them.

All eyes were on that young man.

The dark-skinned girl immediately showed a smile of understanding.

It seemed that he wished that the prodigal son who had just teased him would be chopped into pieces with random knives.

At this moment, a girl dressed in black suddenly flew up from the bottom of the stairs.

She quickly rushed to the young man and waved her sword to resist the seemingly crazy soldiers.

In the midst of the flash of swords and shadows, these numerous soldiers were unable to break through the protection of the girl in black and kill the young man.

"Shuang'er!" A smile appeared on the young man's face: "Why did I forget you? Take these guys down quickly. I want to see who dares to kill Sir Me!"

He was laughing and cursing, and the panic-stricken look on his face immediately disappeared, and Wu Gong couldn't help but feel a little admirable at how quickly his face changed.

"When will Tiandihui start helping the Manchus?" came an old voice. The old man in light blue clothes came in from the window. When he came in, he saw the young man at first sight, but then his eyes shifted. It came to Huang Rong and Mie Mie.

His pupils shrank slightly and he stumbled, almost losing his balance.

"Why are Huang Rong and Yan Mie here?"

Tsing Yi Tower has 108 floors.

It is the largest killer organization in the world. Each floor has a building owner and 107 killers, and the organization is extremely tight.

But even if it is the largest killer organization in the world, it also knows that some people cannot be killed.

Among them are Huang Rong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, and Mie Mie, the head of the Emei Sect who has become famous in recent years.

The portraits of the two of them have long been hung on every floor of Qingyi Building.

The purpose is to let the subordinate killers know that if they meet in the rivers and lakes in the future, they can avoid them in time.

I secretly thought it was bad luck.

However, the old man immediately saw that they had no intention of getting involved, so he gritted his teeth.

He quickly rushed towards the young man and woman.

The guards who were still alive also stepped forward to stop him.

But this old man's martial arts skills were so high that several people vomited blood and fell to the ground within a few seconds of continuous shooting with his palms.

Only this woman could barely resist the old man.

But when she wielded the sword and collided with the old man's palms, her arms were shaking erratically.

Obviously, it can't last too long.

"My lord, it seems I can't hold on any longer." Two or three of the chicken thieves' guards retreated to the young man's side and whispered.

"I'm not blind!" the young man cursed silently, "No, why are you retreating and rushing forward instead of me?"

The guards swallowed and had no choice but to rush forward.

The young man turned around and ran away.

Yan Mie raised his leg and kicked forward, and the table next to him flew over immediately.

Only a thud and a dull sound were heard.

The table immediately hit the young man, causing him to fall to the ground clutching his legs. He had a look of pain on his face and was still cursing, but he lost the ability to move.

When the old man saw Miejie taking action, he immediately stopped and retreated.

The other soldiers who were still alive quickly retreated and surrounded the old man.

And the woman also retreated to the young man's side.

The palm of her hand holding the sword kept trembling, and there were wounds at the tiger's mouth. She was hit several times on each body. Although there was no danger for a while, her face was extremely pale, and blood seeped out from the corners of her mouth.

In just a short time, the guards who were originally guarding the young man were already dead.

Only the woman in black was left.

Wu Gong looked at the woman in black, curiosity flashed in his eyes.

Extinction stood up.

He waved his hand to the two men and one woman in front of him, indicating that they could leave.

The man with bulging temples immediately clasped his fists, then turned around and left with the three people who still wanted to stay to watch the show.

Only then did Miejie turn his attention to the old man.

"Qingyi Building? Which floor are you on?"

"Master, I'm the owner of the fifth floor!" The old man clasped his fists respectfully.

"Why kill him?"

The old man had an embarrassed look on his face.

"You will die if you don't tell me." Miejue pulled out his sword. Although it was not the Yitian Sword, the flickering cold light still made the old man's face uncontrollably covered with cold sweat.

"He is a lackey of the Manchus!"

Yan Mie glanced at the young man who had been helped up.

"There are so many lackeys in the Qing Dynasty. When did Qingyilou start to engage in rape?"

The old man hesitated for a while.

Slowly he took out a secret letter from his arms and handed it over.